A Sexual Life
by Daddy's Boy

This story was told to me by an online friend about his childhood. I have no way of knowing if it is completely true or not, but I took notes for him and decided to write it as he requested. There were gaps of time that he couldn't remember and I decided to fill them in to keep the story going. So parts of the story I know are fiction. The story is about his sexual upbringing and contains a lot of sex between men and boys and occasionally incest. I know that this stuff isn't legal everywhere and not everyone likes this kind of story but for those of you who do here it is.

A Sexual Life - Chapter 8

CODES: t/b, masturbation, oral, anal

It was a Friday night so we didn't have school the next day. Danny wanted me to spend the night but I refused and went home after we all got cleaned up. Ray had started telling me how cute my butt was and I wasn't about to let him fuck me. I didn't really like him much. It wasn't that he'd fucked Warner or Danny. That didn't really bother me. There was just something about him that I didn't like. I went home and told Warner what had happened. He said he knew that they were playing together but he didn't know that Ray was fucking Danny.

"He's just a little kid," he said. "You shouldn't fuck a little kid. Your dad won't even fuck a little kid."

"Is that why he hasn't tried to fuck me?" I asked.

"No," said Warner. "He hasn't tried to fuck you because you're his son. Then there's the fact that you won't talk to him much as it is. He's scared to do or say the wrong thing with you."

"Well you know it isn't like I'd move back in with my mom," I said after thinking about that for a minute. "He shouldn't be afraid to say the wrong thing. The worst that'll happen is I'll get mad but what kid doesn't get mad at their parents?"

"Well he doesn't see it that way," he said.

"He does know that what we do right?" I asked.

"Yeah he does," he said. "He's seen us a few times."

"What?"

"Yeah," he said. "He came in to say goodnight once and caught us. He just walked back outa the room."

"He never said anything to me about it," I said.

"Well 'course not," he laughed. "I said he's afraid to say or do the wrong thing around you. He sure gave me what for about it though."

"You?" I asked shocked. "Why did he yell at you about it."

"Well you didn't come up with sucking on your own," he said. "You kinda were the one that started the jackin' off part but I'm the one who taught you about sucking dick. Brice said you'da never got to that if I hadn't shown you so in a way he thinks I made you do it."

"But I like doing it," I said quickly.

"I know that and he knows that," he said. "Its just the way we started is all. He's awright with it now."

"Good," I said. "Because I don't want to stop."

"Hey," he said after a minute. "Ray didn't try to fuck you did he?"

"No," I said. "He just sucked my dick while he fucked Danny."

"Okay," he said. "Then I won't bust him in the head for it."

I liked the fact that he was being protective. It made me feel like his real little brother. We were still sitting there when Dad came in. He was all smiles as he got himself a bowl of the chili that Mary had made the day before and sat at the table. He ate it cold and we watched him. I was still thinking about him getting all over Warner's case for me sucking his dick. I didn't know if I should say something about that or not. Warner did say that Dad was fine with it now so I decided to just keep quiet.

"So did you name the baby?" Warner asked.

"Sure did," said Dad. "Jacob Alexander Patterson."

"We'll call him Jake," Warner said grinning at me. "When does he get to come home?"

"In a few days," Dad said. "They're keepin' your mom a few days too. Just to be safe. It was a hard delivery."

"She's awright though?" asked Warner.

"Oh she's fine," Dad said smiling at him again. Then he looked at me. "Chris you need to get your shower and hit the sack."

"Right," I said and smiled at him. I was making an effort here. "I'm happy that we have a new little brother."

"Me too, Squirt," he said. He hadn't called me that since I'd found him fucking Warner. "Now scoot."

When I got out of the shower I could hear Warner moaning. It wasn't coming from our room though. It was coming from my dad's room. The door was open a little so I watched them for a few minutes. Dad had Warner on his back with his legs over my dad's shoulders. I could see my dad's hairy ass humping against him so I knew they were fucking. Warner was moaning like he loved it and I started to wonder what it would feel like to fuck him myself. I knew that if it felt anything like getting my dick sucked I'd love it.

"You got it," Warner hissed suddenly. "Oh yeah!"

"I knew I hit it when I saw your eyes pop open," Dad breathed. "I'll rub it every other time or so. That way you don't cum all over yourself until I'm ready for you to."

I had no idea what he was talking about rubbing. I guessed he was talking about rubbing his dick. That was the only way I knew to make him cum other than sucking it. Warner had that look on his face that he got when I sucked him off. I started to wonder if what my dad was doing felt good for Warner. I still couldn't remember it feeling good for me when Scott fucked me but I decided that he was probably doing it wrong. Warner sure seemed to love being fucked. It made me wonder what it would feel like if someone who knew what they were doing fucked me. I thought about that as I went back to my room and crawled in bed.

The next day Uncle Dave came back to work on the basement bedroom. He brought Jack with him so I colored with Jack even though I could think of a million other things I could have done that would have been more fun. Warner was downstairs helping Uncle Dave. I suspected that they were doing something other than working on the room but I could hear them pounding away down there so I decided I was wrong. Jack was happy as ever to spend time with me and I enjoyed that. I didn't want to go to Uncle Dave's anymore but I decided I'd talk to my dad about Jack coming to stay with us from time to time. I didn't know how that would work out with the new baby but I was going to try.

My dad came home just after we had lunch to shower and change again. He went down into the basement to see how much Warner and Uncle Dave had gotten done and then told me we could start moving our stuff down there any time. Warner said he'd get Ray to help him move the bed and chests of drawers. Uncle Dave and Jack left after we had lunch and I was happy to see Uncle Dave go. I decided to ask my dad about Jack coming to stay from time to time and get it out of the way.

"Don't you want to spend time with him at his house?" Dad asked me.

"No I don't," I replied evenly. "I want Jack to spend time here."

"Well your uncle wants you to spend time at his house too," he said looking at me closely as he said it.

"No he doesn't," I said. "He wants Warner to come without me. So Warner can go over there and Jack can come over here."

"Why do you think he wants Warner to come without you?" Dad asked looking from me to Warner. Warner's eyes had gotten large as soon as I'd said it.

"I don't think it," I said. "I know it. I heard him tell Warner that. This will just make it easier for them to do what they do if Jack stays here with me when Warner stays with Uncle Dave."

"All right," he said slowly. "If you're sure that's what you want then I'll speak to Dave about it."

"Good," I said and left it at that. I noticed my Dad looked at Warner hard but I wasn't mad about Warner and Uncle Dave. I just didn't want anything to do with Uncle Dave.

Ray came over a little later and he and Warner carried Warner's bed down to the basement room. I still hadn't seen the room because I hadn't gone to the basement for anything. I got the blankets and stuff ready to go down and went down with all of that when they came back up to start carrying the chests of drawers down. I was pleasantly surprised when I got down there. The basement wasn't full but they had completely finished it. There was drywall with wallpaper in the main section. A fluffy blue couch sat against the wall across from the chairs and Warner told me that Dad was going to buy a television for us to put down there. There was an overhead light in the ceiling and Warner told me that they'd had to redo the ceiling twice before they'd got it right.

The bedroom was almost twice the size of the one we'd shared upstairs. Warner told me that Dad was going to buy me a bed like his and the room would easily hold both beds. I didn't say anything about that. I didn't understand why he didn't want me to go on sleeping with Warner but I wasn't going to make an issue of it. They put the chests of drawers next to Warner's bed side by side. The night table went between the wall and the other side of his bed. He told me that Uncle Dave was making me a night table that matched his and it would be done soon.

The floor had plush blue carpet that felt good under my feet. The walls were covered with light blue wallpaper that had baseballs and bats running in lines that were about three inches apart. I liked it a lot. Warner said that Dad decided to decorate the room the way I might like it because Warner wouldn't be using it for too long. He was already sixteen and would be going to college in two years. I was almost eleven and would be there for at least seven more years. It seemed like forever when I tried to think about it.

The bathroom was only accessible from our room. The floor was covered with a very thick linoleum that was off-white with tiny dark green diamonds in the corners. There was a tub and shower combo unit along the wall across from the door with a toilet against the adjacent wall. Across from the toilet was a cabinet and counter top that went from one wall to the other. Two shiny metal sinks were installed into the counter with a medicine cabinet above them that covered the wall and had lights down each side. It reminded me a little of the medicine cabinet at Uncle Dave's.

There was even a closet in the bedroom that was large enough for me to use one side and Warner to use the other. They had everything brought down pretty quickly and Warner and I started to hang our clothes in the closet and refold what had come out of the drawers of the chests and put them away. Ray stayed for a little bit longer and told us how cool our new room was before he had to go home and get ready for work. Warner and I went back upstairs and had frozen pizza for dinner. Dad came in while we were eating. He waited while we ate and then had Warner help him carry in the baby stuff out of his Blazer.

I sat on the couch and watched my dad and Warner put together a baby bed, bassinet and changing table. Each were wooden and painted white. The bumper guard for the baby bed along with the sheets for the mattresses in both the bed and bassinet were really light blue with cartoon characters on them. There was a baby blanket that matched the sheets that Dad put in the baby bed when he and Warner had it together an in our old room. Dad hung a mobile with ducks and bunnies from the end of the baby bed and the room was finished. He said he'd build a bookshelf for baby books and put it in there after the baby came home.

Uncle Dave came over the next day with the other night table. He told me he'd worked on it all evening when he'd gotten home from work. I thanked him for it but I didn't act excited or even happy. I let him put it downstairs in the room though. He put it on the other side of the chests of drawers and told me that they'd get me a bed like Warner's pretty soon. I said that Warner had told me that already and went back upstairs leaving him standing in the middle of the room. I heard him talking to my dad and Warner about how cold I'd seemed a few minutes later. They were in the kitchen and I was in the living room but I heard them really well.

"He just acted like I was some stranger off the street," said Uncle Dave. "What the hell did I do?"

"You told me you wanted me to come to your house without him while you were fucking me," Warner said. "He saw us and heard what you said."

"Now he says he's not going to your house anymore," Dad said. "He said that when Warner goes to spend the night with you Jack can come and spend the night with him here."

"But I didn't mean that I didn't want him to spend time at the house," Uncle Dave said.

"No but that's how he took it," said my dad. "I told you how easy it is to get on the wrong side of him. I don't know why he is the way he is but since he caught me and Warner he's been different."

"Well what happened with Frank made it worse," Warner said. "He wouldn't even come here to visit at all until Frank and his mom got together. Then I think he only came over here to escape Frank. He wasn't real friendly with me for a while either."

"He still doesn't act like he's happy to be here," said my dad. "He talks to me like I'm his step-father. The only person in the house he seems genuinely happy to sit and talk to is Mary."

"But we have to change all of that," said Uncle Dave. "He's going to grow up hating all of us if we don't."

"How can we change it?" Dad asked. "He's back to being close to Warner and he's at least civil to me now. I don't want to push him on anything. You're just gonna have to accept that he won't be spending any time at your house at all."

"You don't think its the sex do you?" Uncle Dave asked.

"I did at first but now he doesn't seem to care what me and Warner do," said my dad. "He's gone back to sucking with Warner so I don't think its the sex. I think he's just been a bit fragile when it comes to adults lately and we seem to be making all of the wrong decisions and saying all of the wrong things."

"Maybe you should get him some help," said Uncle Dave. "He can't go on thinking that we're all bad people."

"But if you take him to talk to anyone how do you keep him from telling that person what's going on between all of us?" Warner asked. "I'm not saying that he doesn't need the help. I'm just saying that you two could go to jail if he says anything."

"No I think we're just going to have to let him sort it all out himself," my dad said. "He's really happy about Jake so we'll see what happens."

"And he goes on hating me?" Uncle Dave asked.

"I don't think he hates you," said Warner. "He's just mad at you for what you said. He might get over that in time."

I don't know if I would have gotten over it in time or not but I was for sure never going to forget that they'd talked about sending me to someone for help with something I didn't need any help with. Adults were just bad. That's all there was to it. Sure some of them were better than others but I knew then that even the good ones could be trusted only so far. They'd hurt you just like every other adult if you gave them the chance. And Warner was no better. He may have saved me from being sent to someone for help but he was more worried about getting my dad and uncle in trouble than about me. So he was just like them. I'd still suck with him and trust him a little but when it came down to it I knew I could only trust myself. As I thought that Warner gave me all the proof I needed. He suddenly looked right at me and saw that I was watching them.

"Shit," he said. "He's been listening to everything we said."

I just shook my head. I got up and went through the kitchen to the basement door without saying a word. I didn't even look at them as I went down the stairs. My dad had said I'd be with him for seven years. It still seemed like a really long time but I knew that when those seven years were over I'd get away from all of them and never look back. I'd come around for Jake and Mary but that would be it. If they had any plans for making me like them all again they would be sorry. They'd sealed that door shut with what they'd said in the kitchen.

I read my book for the rest of the afternoon. When Dad called me up for dinner I ate with them and even talked when they asked me questions about how I liked the room and all of that. I acted like nothing was wrong but underneath I was thinking about how stupid they all were. I even sucked with Warner that night and slept with him. The next day I got up and brushed my teeth and got ready for school. Warner left before me and Dad sat at the kitchen table with me until it was time to go to the bus.

After school Mary was home with Jake. I sat on the couch beside her and talked to her about the baby before I went to Danny's to do homework and suck dick. Ray didn't come into the room that day and it would be a while before he and I spent any time together after that first time. Danny asked me what I was going to do that summer and I told him I had no idea. With Mary having Jake going anywhere like camping or anything would be hard. I figured that when school was out I'd be in my room a lot unless I sat upstairs to play with Jake.

But then I hadn't thought about just how enthralled by Jake I would be. He fascinated me like nothing else I'd ever seen before. Mary commented a lot about the way I watched him when he slept. I even offered to change his diaper. They didn't let me though. I did get to hold him while I sat beside Mary on the couch. Jake was perfect in every way as far as I could tell. I loved him like I'd never loved anything in my life that's for sure. When school let out for the summer I spent quite a bit of time with Mary and Jake. My dad would try to get me to do other things and I finally did play baseball but as soon as I got home from a game it was Jake I wanted to see.

Then I started paying closer attention to Max when my mom came to see me. I know my mom mistook my interest in him for a reconciliation between me and her but that's not what it was. I still hated her as much as ever but as Jake held my fascination so did Max. He was a few months older than Jake and looked completely different from him too. Jake's dark hair and rubbed off completely leaving him completely bald for a week or so. Then a fine blond thatch started to grow in. Max was dark haired and brown eyed. Jake was now blond and blue like me. He had those same lapis lazuli eyes as I shared with my dad.

Uncle Jed continued to come to my ball games and he talked my dad into letting me spend a weekend with him and my grandparents shortly after the season started. I had a good time with him and decided that he was one of those adults that you could trust for certain things. He bought me a ton of stuff that weekend and it was really great to see Grams and Gramps again. They showered me with love and affection while I was there and I told my dad that I wanted to visit them more.

For my birthday my dad took me to Six Flags in St. Louis. Warner and Danny came with us and we had a blast. Dad wouldn't ride the roller coasters but me and Danny rode The Screaming Eagle four times. Warner got us on the River King Mine Train and we liked that pretty well but it wasn't the Eagle. We ate a lot of junk that day and stood in lines for so many rides. We had our pictures taken in funny clothes and got our faces painted by a guy in a pirate costume. It had been a great day.

I got presents the next day and Uncle Jed and my mom came to the little back yard barbecue my dad threw for my party. Uncle Dave was there too with Jack. My cousins were there and I spent time with them and had cake and ice cream and then unwrapped my ton of gifts. It was a great day and when it was over I went back to sitting on the living room floor to watch Jake who now played on a blanket with a toy that was on legs and placed above him. He batted at the hanging bunnies and little balls and did his baby talk routine and I watched with undivided attention.

I don't mean to make it sound like my entire focus had shifted to nothing but Jake and Max. I still sucked with Warner at night and sometimes during the day with Danny. I was still thinking about what it would be like to be fucked by someone who tried to make it feel good too. I talked to Warner about it one night while we were getting ready to suck. We always started by doing a little playing with each other's dicks. It wasn't exactly jacking off but it felt good.

"What's got you thinking about getting fucked?" Warner asked as he flipped my dick back and forth with his hand.

"I don't know," I told him. 'You seem to like it so I figure there has to be something good about it."

"Well do you wanna try it?" he asked.

"Can we?" I asked letting go of his dick and sitting up.

"Well sure we can," he said. "But if you don't like it or it hurts to much just tell me to stop and I will."

"Awright," I said. "What do I have to do?"

"Well lay back and lift your legs," he said. "Hold on to your knees. I gotta get something to lube you up with. It'll hurt really bad if I don't."

He got off the bed and went into the bathroom. I laid there with my hands on my knees holding them close to my chest. He came back a few minutes later with a tub of petroleum jelly. He sat on the bed in front of me and opened the tub. Then I felt him rubbing it around my butt hole. He told me to relax and push back like I had to shit so I did what he said and his finger slid into my butt. I wasn't sure if I liked that feeling or not. It was strange to feel him moving his finger around inside me like that. He was looking at my face as he moved his finger around and I wondered what he was expecting. Then he touched something in there that really felt good and I gasped nearly letting go of my knees.

"Wow," I said.

"Yeah," he chuckled. "You're gonna love it if I can hit that with my dick. That's what make fucking so much fun."

"It felt like I was gonna cum right then," I said.

"That's just your prostate," he said and I had no clue what that was but didn't ask. "When I touch it with my finger it feels good. If I can touch it with my dick it'll feel even better because my dick will rub it each time I move into your ass. Now you're gonna have to get used to a new sensation. Its probably gonna hurt at first but I promise its necessary. I'm gonna put two fingers in you to help stretch your butt."

"Okay," I said but I didn't like the sound of it. He'd said it was probably going to hurt and he was right. "That hurts," I said when he had them in me.

"Push back like you have to shit," he said. "It'll relax your hole and make it easier. If you can't take my two fingers you won't be able to stand my dick in there."

I did what he said and pushed back. The pain went away almost instantly. Then I stopped pushing and was happy when the pain didn't come back. I felt really full though. He kept looking at me and nodded his head when I smiled at him. He rubbed my prostate a few more times too. Then he pulled his fingers out of my ass and said I was ready.

"You're gonna rub my prostate with your dick right?" I asked him.

"I'm gonna try," he said. "Now I'm going to put my dick right at your hole. I want you to push like you're trying to shit until I get it all the way in you."

I did as he said and I felt his dick slide into my butt. It still hurt a little bit but he stopped as soon as part of it was in me. He looked at my face and saw the look on it. "That was the head," he said. "That's always the hardest part. I'll stay still and let you get used to it."

"Okay," I said and tried to push harder like I was trying to push him out. It helped but I knew I couldn't keep that up for long so I stopped. The pain slowly began to go away. When it was gone I nodded at him to go on.

He pushed more of his dick into me and it seemed like his dick was a lot longer than it looked. It felt like he was moving into my guts with it but I knew that couldn't be true. He still hadn't touched my prostate with his dick though. It seemed like it went on forever but I'm sure it was only a few minutes that he was pushing the rest of his dick into me. Then I sighed when I felt his wiry pubic hair against the underside of my balls. He was all the way in and it didn't hurt. It just felt weird.

"I'm all the way in now," he said. "I'm going to pull it almost all the way out now. Just stay with me."

"I don't like that!" I hissed at him as he started to pull out. "Put it back!"

"I will," he said. "But if you want me to touch your prostate with my dick you have to let me find it first."

That made sense so I didn't think anything of it when he took hold of the backs of my thighs and pushed until I was nearly laying completely on my shoulders. I felt his dick slide over my prostate then and I moaned. He said he'd found what he was looking for and then stuff a pillow under my butt. Then he slid back out until only the head of his dick was in me. I was about to protest when he started to push it back into me slowly. He rubbed my prostate as soon as he was all the way in me and I forgot about protesting completely.

Then he was sliding it in and out of me and rubbing my prostate each time. I understood why he thought it felt so good. This was the most awesome feeling I'd ever felt and I opened my eyes to look into his as he fucked me. I knew that I'd want this a lot now that I'd felt it. I thought back to Scott fucking me and wondered why he hadn't made it feel this good. I decided that he was only doing it so he could feel good and I was glad that it was Warner that I let fuck me this time.

I was moaning almost non stop now. The feeling of his dick sliding over my prostate each time he pushed it in and out of my ass kept me feeling like I felt when I came but I didn't cum. The feeling was almost too much for me but it just kept going and I couldn't get enough of it. He was grunting and moaning as he fucked me and I worried that he'd cum before I was ready for the feeling to end. He was looking me in the eye but it was getting harder and harder for me to keep my eyes open.

"This feels so amazing," I said through a moan and he smiled at me.

"I know it does," he said. "But it won't be much longer and I'll cum. Do you think you could cum?"

As soon as he said it I was pushed over the edge I'd been teetering on since he'd started to fuck me. My dick jumped against my stomach and shot six jets of cum up my chest. The first landed on my chin while the second and was on my neck and the third between my nipples. Then they just hit my stomach and I was moaning and jerking with each one. I felt him change his angle so that he wasn't touching my prostate anymore. As the feeling of my orgasm continued to radiate from my crotch he went to quick jabs until he pushed all the way into me making my eyes try to pop out of my head. He let out one long moan as he came inside me. I was amazed that I could feel him doing it. I couldn't feel the cum but I could feel his dick pulsing with each shot inside me.

Then he collapsed against me breathing really hard. My cum was all over me by the time he rolled off me pulling his softening dick out of me at the same time. I looked at his stomach and chest and saw that my cum was all over him too. His pubic hair was all wet and stuck to his body by his own cum and I could feel it running out of my ass as I lay there. I worried about it getting on the sheets. He laughed when I told him what I was worried about and told me that he was the one who washed the sheets and his own clothes. He said he'd started washing mine when I moved in too.

"Why do you wash it all?" I asked.

"Because of the cum on the sheets and in my underwear," he laughed. "Do you think I want my mom to see my cummy sheets and underwear? It was just easier to learn how to wash my own stuff. Don't worry about it."

"We both have cum all over us," I pointed out and he laughed.

"Yeah I know," he said. "When I can get up again we'll go get in the shower."

"Together?" I asked.

"Well it makes sense," he said. "We have to get the cum off and we're supposed to be in bed. If Brice or Mom asks about it I'll tell them that I had an accident and needed to shower. If we take separate showers that won't work."

"Okay," I said. It made sense.

We got up and went into the bathroom. We were both already naked so we didn't waste any time. He set the water temperature and then we got in. He wasted no time as he grabbed the bar of soap and started to lather me up. He washed away all of the cum and then started on himself. Then he surprised me when he took the showerhead down and told me to bend over.

"It'll just keep leaking out if you don't let me do this," he said when I just looked at him. "Plus it feels really good on your hole after being fucked. Trust me."

So I turned around and bent over. As soon as the hot water touched my hole I sighed. He was right. It felt amazing. I held on to my knees and let him spray away all of the cum as it leaked out of me. He changed the setting to pulse and my dick got hard. He laughed when he saw it. Then he told me to stand back up and turn around. He rinsed me and then himself before turning off the water. We dried ourselves and then he took the sheet off the bed and replaced it.

"Why do you have sheets in the bottom of your side of the closet?" I asked when he was putting the new fitted sheet on the bed.

"Because Brice put them there for times like this," he said.

"He knew you were gonna fuck me?" I asked.

"No way," he said. "I didn't even know that was gonna happen until tonight when you started asking me about it. He's fucked me in this bed before while you were at Danny's. That's why the sheets are here."

"He fucks you every time I go to Danny's?" I asked.

"No," he laughed. "He's not always home when you go to Danny's. He's back to work now and Mom's here. He hasn't fucked me since Mom was in the hospital."

"So you don't get fucked very often then?" I asked as we got into the bed.

"Not as often as you probably think," he said. "The night Jake was born was the first time I let Dave fuck me. When you saw me with Ray it was the first time I let him fuck me."

"Why did you let Unlace Dave fuck you?" I asked.

"Because he kept bugging me about it," he said and shook his head. "I don't want to fuck with him anymore."

"Why not?"

"Because he's too rough and he doesn't try to make it feel good," he said. "Ray's the same way. He's only into it to get off. He doesn't care about the other guy."

"That's not right," I said. "You should always make sure that the other guy feels good."

"I'm glad you feel that way," he said with a smile. "Now let's go to sleep. Its late."

I turned on my side away from him then and he snuggled up against me and slid his hand over my waist and cupped my dick and balls. That's how we fell asleep.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'd like to hear from you all, but flames will be ignored. You can send me your comments. Thanks to LordRand for editing the story for me.